Chapter Text
Will someone please turn off my mind
My thoughts are racing all the time
There is no reason or no rhyme
I'm trapped inside myself – J Cole
Izuku’s and Bakugo’s story
All stories have beginnings and in the beginning of Bakugo’s everyone knew he was going to be special. He would be a person who is valiant and outstanding. A couple of months later another boy was born, his name was Midoriya, Izuku Midoriya who’s name meant green valley, and how fitting for him to having beautiful green hair and some freckles. Although there would be many downs for their friendship, a path of redemption was formed.
Their path together started when they were just little around a year old, their mothers had met through infant-care classes and formed a bond. Mitsuki was hoping the loud and thunderous Katsuki who would cry all through the night some days would be a good companion to the quiet and sweet Izuku. They had been good friends for a while up until it came time for them to go school. Izuku had been fine in school showing excellency in every lesson, which got him a lot of praise from his teachers, who told him he was very smart. Bakugo wasn’t very far behind but was more technically gifted in the sport of football.
In 2006 when Bakugo and Izuku were 5 yrs old, they watched as Hidetoshi Nakata put on a display against Croatia in the World Cup, which is how they found their love for football. They begged and begged their parents to sign them up for a soccer league that was in their town. Eventually the parents exhausted with the asking decided to sign them up and they did pretty good for their first year. Bakugo was more a goal scoring threat at striker, and Izuku was a player who could scan the field and control the game in the midfield. From then on they decided they wanted to play for a big football team like Barcelon or Real Madrid and maybe one day play side by side on the Japanese National Team. It was happy days for the kid.
Until...
“Well looking at this test results Mr and Mrs. Midoriya and if my knowledge of medicine is correct your son has Growth Hormone Deficiency, which in what I’ve heard will not grow to probably more taller than 5 foot 5 from what I’ve seen or heard in patients. Inko spoke up tears in her eyes, “Doctor are you sure you can’t find a www.... a way to maybe fix it?!” Izuku’s father looks at his grief-stricken son as Izuku says, “So I'm not gonna grow no more Mr Doctor.” The doctor look at him and says, “No... im sorry you had to find out this way son. If you’ll excuse I’ll give you time I have other patients.” Hisahi shakes the doctor’s hand and says “Yes of course thank you for your help doctor.” He then walks out the room and Izuku and Inko are balling tears as they hug each other, “Mommm.... is my dream over??”
Jeez is that something a child should say??, thinks Hisashi as he looks at his son with a hopeful look in his eye. “No, son all this is..... is its a stutter step. I mean being that short ain’t that bad.” He takes one of his son’s hand, “When I look at you on the field or in school my son, I see a kid with ambitions and with the ability to change the game!” “I mean look at players like Messi, he’s almost as short as you and he’s able to control the whole game with his technicality. Height doesn’t matter, i mean it’d definitely be useful but that's what makes the game different, I mean even in Basketball, when we get home I’ll show you highlights of this player Muggsy Bogues, HES 5’3!! And he played in the NBA!! You can do whatever you want if you can try and work hard enough and if you truly believe that you can! Do you believe Izuku!” Izuku looks at his father, oh he looks up to him. “I believe (sniffs).. Dad.” “Come on say it louder, Son!!” “I BELIEVE!!!”
Then we got work to do. “Let's see if that Bakugo boy wants to help us!”
Even with all that hope, class never got better because you could tell how short he was compared to his other classmates once he got to the 5 th grade. He was not taller than 5’3 and because of it he was ostracized. Crazy right? He did something smart, laughed at for being a nerd. He did something cool during the futsal games during free time, laughed at for no reason. Didn’t have money for a field trip, laughed at for being poor , they would even burn him something with firecrackers or splash him with water, tripping him or playing pranks on him in the hallways. Even they’ll leave him with bruises. It hurt young Izuku and for some reason Bakugo had done nothing about it, his only friend... nowhere to be seen to stop . It wasn’t like Bakugo wasn’t close to him, Izuku was usually following him around to be shielded from the hate.
Eventually it got to much for Bakugo and he sadly turned on Izuku as he didn’t want to be targeted by the mass who didn’t like Izuku. He cried that day because now it was real, he had no one looking out for him. And now his best friend was part of the hate, calling him a “damned nerd” and “someone who’ll amount to nothing ”. WILL IT EVER END!
At the bottom of the hourglass
Lies sand that represents the past
In which all of my demon's rest.
I'm calling out for help
Bakugo never wanted any of this, but sometimes its survival of the fittest. Hopefully Izuku would understand and leave him alone. There were days though where Izuku would come up to him but Bakugo would just ignore him. But one time, he came up to him while he was with his group of friends that didn’t like him, “Kacchan!(that was Izuku’s nickname for him) WHY DON’T YOU TALK TO ME ANYMORE??!!” He says with tears streaming down his eyes. “I THOUGHT IT WAS US BUT I GUESS IT ISN’T HUH!!!!” As Bakugo hears this he gets extremly angry and lashes out with a absolute strong punch to Izuku’s stomach. “SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU DAMNED NERD.” Izuku is laying on the floor clutching his stomach as Bakugo feels a pinch of sympathy, “Come on, punch me back.” “What?” Izuku says sniffling a little “I just beat the shit out of you i feel sorry!” Izuku not knowing if it was a test or not just gives him a light punch. In return Bakugo gives in return a barrage of hits “That..(hit)..was..(hit)..nothing..(hit)..you..(hit)...are nothing(hit)...you stupid...(hit)..fucking...(hit)..NERD..(big hit).
After the incident Bakugo didn’t know what he was anymore, where was the anger coming from? He needed help so he asked his parents, he was only 15 years old but all he ever felt was anger. He did do a little therapy for a bit, but mostly he took anger management classes which helped but there were times where he still got angry. One thing he did learn tho was to let whatever grief or hate and seek atonement and maybe forgiveness. I know right only he’s only 15 but he had to grow up early I mean he’s almost in high school and got expelled at the end of his last middle school year. He was lucky enough to graduate than get held back.
He needed to talk to Izuku.
Izuku ever since that day had changed, not for the worst though, he decided to let go of the grief and to toughen up. His father helped him get a workout kit and he went to his local gym some days as well. His mother decided not to put him in school for a good while she felt it wasn’t safe for him yet, oh how she worried for him. He was homeschooled the rest of middle school which wasn’t too bad. When he eventually graduated he was elated to find out his mom would take him to a school where yes it was still it was homeschooled, but for a couple of days of the week he would participate in classes, see how he’d react to it and if everything went right eventually he’d go full time.
He had toughened up gaining a little muscle and a good amount of stamina and the technique to possibility to play soccer at a high school level. Even though he was short at 5’ 4 he knew he had what it takes to make it!
“I’m sorry Izu.., that i wasn’t there to stop them.... no that ain’t right.” Bakugo had been rehearsing how to apologize to Izuku for a good week now but he hadn’t thought of a good way so far, but he could not mess this up at all though. “AH FUCK THIS.” He says tearing up another paper and throwing it close the trash bin full of other papers, presumably other attempts at an apology. “I wonder if how he’d react if I saw him in person. Probably not well you fucking idiot you tormented him for months!!” He said talking to himself. Fuck it he’ll just apologize and work from there. “Gotta call Auntie Inko figure out a good time to head over.”
“Good afternoon Auntie Inko may I come in I was hoping to talk to Izu.., oh and these are for you”. Inko looking at him a little skeptically took the little bundle of flowers and stored them. “He’s in his room, but i hear any fighting I will not hesitate to call your mother”. “What the F.... okay I understand.” Inko realizing he's still just a boy, hugs him and says, “I need to talk to you after if you want”. “Sure, no problem.”
He knocks on the door hearing some grunts behind it, oh jeez did i come at the wrong time? “One sec!” Bakugo hears from the other side, he's nervous now. “Here goes (he says quietly). Its Bakugou! Open up we gotta talk.” In quick succession he hears the door unlock and open up as he sees the boy on the other side, he's got some muscle too him and his hair’s shorter than before. “You cut.. your hair?” As he stares at his hair for a couple more seconds “Oh, haha just for for now it’ll grow back. Do youuu wanna come in?” “Yeah... yeah. Jeez this is akward.” I say walking into his room, he's got hella memorabilia that I remember from back in the day. He even has that picture from when we were kids still on his nightstand.
“Izuku, I came here today to apologize for everything.” He looks at me confused “Apologize, you
don't
have to do that
kacchan
.
I’m
over it
”.
I look at him also confused now this
isn’t
how
i
thought it was gonna go. “I do though I fucking made your life a living hell those months, I... I
should’ve
helped you. I mean
I'm
the reason you left
”.
“Don’t put it all on yourself I mean where were the teachers right?” “Fuck that shit I left you alone to take the
pain..
(tears slowly enter my eyes)
its
all
I
could think about when I finally decided
i
needed help. I.
..fuck
..
..It
should have been me not you, IT SHOULD’VE BEEN ME NOT YOU. I’M SORRY IZUKU
...” I calm down a little, “I should’ve protected you... instead, I left you to fend for
yo
urself.” “I don’t care if you don’t forgive
me
or you do It just had to be said
!”
Izuku’s covering his eyes a little as he attacks me, I thought at first, my instincts said that he was gonna beat my ass but... He hugs me. “I forgive you kacchan.. I missed you.” Oh, jeez not him getting sentimental on my ass. “Yeah. Me too, alright now get off me dang it!” Wiping his tears while he gets up, I finally have a chance to look around his room. He’s also got a weight rack. “You lift?” “Yeah free weights mostly I go to the gym sometimes with my Dad when he’s here.” “Maybe some day I’ll go with you, if you want of course.” “I’d like that..”
I think everything's cool now, still gotta talk to his mom, she what she’s gotta say.
“Auntie you wanted to talk?” I say a couple hours after we made up, he’d fallen asleep on the chair while talking to me about how things had been, I gave him a blanket before I left the room. “Maybe next time Katsuki, you should go home it’s late ”. I open the door and walk out wondering what she wanted to talk about.
4 months later- (We’re back to chapter 4’s Timeline)
“Hey Auntie Inko, is Izuku here?” She looks at me with a calm look on her face “Oh yeah, he’s in his room he’s probably eating or watching some T.V.” “Alright, thanks.” I say as i ascend up the stairs to his room. “Hey Izu it’s me.” “Kacchan?!!!” He sounds elated to see me, I mean I’d hope so we had healed our relationship. “How are u doing? Heard you were in the homeschooling for St. Peters.” Yup that's right he also goes to same goddamn catholic school I mean, what are the odds of that huh.
“Yeah its cheaper for mom and pop and it gives me the credits I need to go to college! Plus i still take one class in school.” This is the first I heard of this, “Whoa whoa whoa whoa, whoa you’re telling me you’ve been at the school and you ain’t said a mumbling word? Why not?”
He looks at me timidly, “Well you have your new group of friends I didn’t want to mess that up for you with someone like me. “Also...” “Hey stop with that bullshit they would most definitely like you, I mean your nicer than me anyways.” I look at him slightly annoyed that he would think that “what else were you gonna say?”
“Oh I was just going to say I see you sometimes with this girl, pink cheeks brown hair.... she’s really pretty.” “Yeah, she really is, I might ask her out soon enough but I don’t know yet.”
I say as move to sit on of his merch chairs. “You got more stuff now huh.” He looks at me all happy, “OhyeahIgotacouplemorechairsandsomeshirtsIevengotsomesignaturesfromsomesoccerplayersitssocoolithinkthisonerighthereismyfavoriteyoushouldcomenexttimewithme.’ He’s rambling again but I don’t mind, this place is home now when home isn’t.
“ So, there’s signups for the soccer team, you gonna join it?” He looks at me like im crazy, “Are you crazy Kacchan , I mean it ain’t that crazy.” “Come on nerd, this could be the chance you need, and you’re pretty good to.” “Do you really think we could live our dream, of playing together?” He says, tears rolling out of his eyes, goddamit . “I don’t think so, I know so dammit. Now stop crying the games about to start.” I hug him quickly and we watch the game that night, we don’t get MLB at my house, so I had to watch the Angels game at Izuku's not that I mind though, he’s like a brother to me and I’ll do anything for him.
As I was going to leave the house Auntie Inko stops me and tells me it's time to have that talk she’s been wanting to give me. “Okay Auntie”. I say giving her my full attention. “What I want to say has been a long time coming but I didn’t want to say when you were only a 10-year-old I think it’d be to much for you and for me. I just want to say that I too have forgiven you for everything that’s happened between you and my son”. “Of course..tha...” “Let me finish... please.” I nod my head and shut my mouth. “I don’t wanna make you an ultimatum or anything but all I want to ask from you is to keep my son safe, he’s so different from other people and I’m afraid of it happening again, I’m even hesitant on letting him go to school for two days out of the week. I mean am I crazy??” She says trying not to cry at this moment, “No of course you’re not Auntie... The things I’ve done I feel sick sometimes when I think about it, he never deserved it... all because of what? I don’t even remember.” “All I ask from you Katsuki Bakugo is that you take care of my son, and please watch his back... I know he’s different ever since he was born he was.” I shush her and hold her hand as she grips mine tightly “I promise to protect him with my life, I want to make it right with you, his old man and you. I swear on my life nothing will happen to him.” She hugs me and offers me some Tea. “Thank you but I should head home.” She waves goodbye to me as I walk out of their house, that could have definitely have gone worse.
“Hey fuckers I wanna introduce you to someone!” I say as I pull Izuku over, he was trying to escape but I won’t let him. “This is Izuku you hurt him Its your fuckin head.” “Hhhh-eellloo.” He says with a meek smile, I don’t know why he was terrified, but he opens up to them almost immediately which is good. This is gonna be a good year.
“I didn’t know you had a brother.” I look to my side as Cheeks is under my arm, I don’t know what to think of that. I cough lightly, “Oh he’s not my brother but I wouldn’t have minded if he was. Crazy enough he’s from my old school too. We had some ups and downs; I’ll tell you when the time is right though.”
“Oh ok... but that's good that he’s here, you get a little more of home.” She looks nudging me more and smiling, “You’re very pretty you know that?” she starts blushing and laughing, “So I’ve been told.” We just stare at each other smiling occasionally some different faces enjoying the company. Until...
“Kacchan helppppp.” I hear Izuku say as he’s being swarmed by people must be the freckles. “Yeah, yeah im coming. (I look at angel face) I’ll talk to you later okay?” She hugs me tight. “Okay, have funnn.” I start walking over to Izu and get him out of the middle of our group. “Hey back up! Don’t we have class in a couple of mins!” Mina looks at me playfully offended, “Hey let me see my new son again Bakugou!” “Mina he’s fuckin short circuiting!!” We went back and forth for a good minute but I aint writing allat.